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Like a love-lighted watchfire, all night at the gate.
A steed comes at morning; no rider is there;
But its bridle is red with the sign of despair.
15. Weep, Albin !* to death and captivity led!
O weep! but thy tears can not number the dead:
For a merciless sword on Culloden shall wave,
Culloden! that reeks with the blood of the brave
Lochiel. Go, preach to the coward, thou death-telling seer!
20. Or, if gory Culloden so dreadful appear,

Draw, dotard, around thy old wavering sight,
This mantle, to cover the phantom of fright.

Seer. Ha! laugh'st thou, Lochiel, my vision to scorn?

Proud bird of the mountain, thy plume shall be torn ! 25. Say, rushed the bold eagle exultingly forth,

From his home, in the dark-rolling clouds of the north?
Lo! the death shot of foemen out-speeding, he rode
Companionless, bearing destruction abroad;

But down let him stoop from his +havoc on high! 30. Ah! home let him speed, for the spoiler is nigh. Why flames the far summit? Why shoot to the blast Those embers, like stars from the firmament cast? 'Tis the fire shower of ruin, all dreadfully driven From his aerie that beacons the darkness of heaven 35. Oh crested Lochiel! the peerless in might,

Whose banners arise on the battlements' hight:
Heaven's fire is around thee, to blast and to burn;
Return to thy dwelling! all lonely return!

For the blackness of ashes shall mark where it stood, 40. And a wild mother scream o'er her famishing brood. Loch. False Wizard, avaunt! I have marshaled my clan;

Their swords are a thousand, their bosoms are one! They are true to the last of their blood and their breath, And like reapers descend to the harvest of death. 45. Then welcome be Cumberland's steed to the shock! Let him dash his proud foam like a wave on the rock! But woe to his kindred, and woe to his cause, When Albin her claymore indignantly draws; When her bonneted chieftains to victory crowd, 50. Clan Ranald the dauntless, and Moray the proud; All plaided and plumed in their tartan array

Seer.

-Lochiel, Lochiel, beware of the day!
For, dark and despairing, my sight I may seal,
But man can not cover what God would reveal:

*The poetic name for Scotland, more particularly the Highlands.

55. 'Tis the sunset of life gives me mystical lore,
And coming events cast their shadows before.
I tell thee Culloden's dread echoes shall ring
With the bloodhounds, that bark for thy fugitive king.
Lo! anointed by heaven with the vials of wrath,
60. Behold where he flies on his desolate path!

Now, in darkness and billows, he sweeps from my sight:*
Rise! rise! ye wild tempests, and cover his flight!

"T is finished. Their thunders are hushed on the moors;
Culloden is lost, and my country deplores;

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65. But where is the iron-bound prisoner?

Where?
For the red eye of battle is shut in despair.
Say, mounts he the ocean wave, banished, forlorn,
Like a limb from his country, cast. bleeding and torn?
Ah no! for a darker departure is near;

70. The war drum is muffled, and black is the bier;
His death bell is tolling; oh! mercy! dispel
Yon sight that it freezes my spirit to tell!
Life flutters convulsed in his quivering limbs,
And his blood-streaming nostril in agony swims.
75. Accursed be the faggots that blaze at his feet,
Where his heart shall be thrown, ere it ceases to beat,
With the smoke of its ashes to poison the gale-

Loch.

-Down, soothless insulter! I trust not the tale,
Though my perishing ranks should be strewed in their gore,
80. Like ocean weeds heaped on the surf-beaten shore,
Lochiel, untainted by flight or by chains,

While the kindling of life in his bosom remains,
Shall victor exult, or in death be laid low,
With his back to the field, and his feet to the foe!

85. And leaving in battle no blot on his name,

Look proudly to heaven from the death bed of fame.

CAMPBELL.

QUESTIONS. -Who was Lochiel? For whom did he fight? What is meant by a Seer? What is meant by the "lowlands?" What is a clan? On which side was Cumberland? What do you understand by their bosoms being "hoof beaten ?" Explain the reference to the steed. How did Lochiel reply to the warning of the Seer? Explain the reference to the "eagle." Explain the figure of the "reapers." Who were "Clan Ranald" and "Moray?" What is meant by "plaided?" What became of the King, or Pretender, as he was called? How did Lochiel boastingly reply to the Seer? Were his notions of the glory of such a death correct? What became of Lochiel ?

Alluding to the narrow escape of Charles by water from the west of Scotland.
He refers here to Lochiel.

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LESSON XCV.

REMARK.-The tones of the voice, and the manner of reading, should correspond with the nature of the subject. (Deep emotion is to be expressed in the following soliloquy.)

PRONOUNCE each word correctly and distinctly.-Sha-ken, pr、 sha-k'n fa-vor-ite, not fa-v'rite: land-scape, not lan'skip: hid-e-ous not hid-je-ous: fam-i-ly, not fam'ly: vi-per-ous, not vi-p'rous; pur-chase, not pur-chis.

4. Fiends, n. (pro. feends) infernal be- | 5. Ex-hale', v. (pro. egz-hale') to send Vi'-per-ous, a. like a serpent. [ings, out.

CHARLES DE MOOR'S REMORSE.

1. I MUST rest here. My joints are shaken asunder. My * +cleaves to my mouth. * * tongue How glorious, how +majestic, yonder setting sun! 'Tis thus the hero falls, 't is thus he dies, in godlike majesty! When I was a boy, a mere child, it was my favorite thought, to live and die like that sun.

2. 'T was an idle thought, a boy's conceit. There was a time, there was a time, when I could not sleep, if I had forgotten my prayers! Oh that I were a child once more!

3. What a lovely evening! what a pleasing landscape! That scene is noble! this world is beautiful! the earth is grand! But I am hideous in this world of beauty! a monster on this +: magnificent earth! the prodigal son! My innocence! Oh my innocence! All nature expands at the sweet breath of spring: but, oh God, this paradise, this heaven is a hell to me! All is happiness around me, all is the sweet spirit of peace: the world is ons family, but its Father there above is not my father.

4. I am an outcast! the prodigal son! the companion of murderers, of viperous fiends! bound down, enchained to guilt and horror! Oh! that I could return once more to peace and innocence! that I hung an infant on the breast! that I were born a beggar, the meanest kind, a peasant of the field!

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5. I would toil, till the sweat of blood dropped from my brow, to purchase the luxury of one sound sleep, the rapture of a single tear! There was a time when I could weep with ease.

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days of bliss! Oh mansion of my fathers! Scenes of my infant years, enjoyed by fond enthusiasm! will you no more return? No more exhale your sweets to cool this burning bosom?

6. Oh! never, never shall they return! No more refresh this bosom with the breath of peace. They are gone! gone forever!

SCHILLER.

QUESTIONS.-What had evidently been the conduct and character of the person who speaks in this lesson? Why was he now so wretched? Is a wicked man ever happy long? In what way can a man be truly and permanently happy? What inflection prevails in this lesson? Why? Point out the emphatic words in this lesson.

LESSON XCVI.

ARTICULATE the h clearly: high, heart, happiness, heaven, hard, had, hearken, here, have, happy, whit, howling, hearth, whenever, hypocrites.

ARTICULATE the d: seem'd, talk'd, mind, call'd, preferr'd, England, land, launch'd, soil'd, round, intend.

2. Per-son'-i-fied, p. represented with
attributes of a person.
Al'-le-go-ri-zed, p. turned into an al-
legory, or a figurative description.
En-shri'-ned, p. preserved in a sacred
chest.
[accord.
6. Spon-ta'-ne-ous-ly, adv. of its own
7. Prim'-i-tive, a. first, original.
9. Pu'-ri-tan, n. a name given to those
who separated from the Church of
England, in the days of Queen Eliz-

10.

13.

abeth. They were so called because
they professed to follow the pure
word of God.

The-o-crat'-ic-al, a. conducted by the
immediate agency of God.
Pen'-ta-teuch, n. (pro. Pen'-ta-tuke)
the first five books of the old Testa-
ment.
[figuratively.
Im-bu'-ed, p. tinged, dyed, used
Ar'-ro-ga-ting, p. claiming more re-
spect than is just.

CHARACTER OF THE PURITAN FATHERS OF NEW ENGLAND.

1. ONE of the most prominent features which distinguished our forefathers, was their determined resistance to oppression. They seem 1 born and brought up, for the high and special purpose of showing to the world, that the civil and religious rights of man, the rights of self-government, of conscience, and independent thought, are not merely things to be talked of, and woven into

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theories, but to be adopted with the whole strength and ardor of the mind, and felt in the profoundest recesses of the heart, and carried out into the general life, and made the foundation of practical usefulness, and visible beauty, and true nobility.

2. Liberty with them, was an object of too serious desire and stern resolve, to be personified, allegorized, and enshrined. They made no goddess of it, as the ancients did: they had no time nor inclination for such trifling; they felt that liberty was the simple birthright of every human creature; they called it so; they claimed it as such; they reverenced and held it fast as the +unalienable gift of the Creator, which was not to be surrendered tc power, nor sold for wages.

3. It was theirs, as men; without it, they did not esteem themselves men; more than any other privilege or possession, it was +essential to their happiness, for it was essential to their original nature; and therefore they preferred it above wealth, and ease, and country; and that they might enjoy and exercise it fully, they forsook houses, and lands, and kindred, their homes, their native soil, and their father's graves.

4. They left all these; they left England, which, whatever it might have been called, was not to them a land of freedom; they launched forth on the pathless. ocean, the wide, fathomless ocean, soiled not by the earth beneath, and bounded, all round and above, only by heaven; and it seemed to them like that better and sublimer freedom, which their country knew not, but of which they had the conception and image in their hearts; and, after a toilsome and painful voyage, they came to a hard and wintry coast, unfruitful and desolate, but unguarded and boundless; its calm silence interrupted not the ascent of their prayers; it had no eyes to watch, no ears to hearken, no tongues to report of them; here, again, there was an answer to their soul's desire, and they were satisfied, and gave thanks; they saw that they were free, and the desert smiled.

5. I am telling an old tale; but it is one which must be told, when we speak of those men. It is to be added, that they transmitted their principles to their children, and that peopled by such a race, our country was always free. So long as its inhabitants were unmolested by the mother country, in the exercise of their important rights, they submitted to the form of English government; but when those rights were invaded, they spurned even the form away,

6. This act was the revolution, which came of course, and spon. taneously, and had nothing in it of the wonderful or unforeseen. The wonder would have been, if it had not occurred. It was,

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